03/04/15
There is a girl dead in a corner Does anybody notice of corse not Do they know her
You are my light In the dark You are my calm In a storm You are my peace
Plip, plop the blood drops Tick, tock goes the clock Ding, dong
i have learned over the years that love is no good It crushes your
I sit amongst a group of people not saying a word they do not
It started when i was seven Its been about Eleven years now This strange fasination
i wont be falling any time soon i wont come calling on you i’ll stand on my own
the wind howls as the water churns and we are tempest tossed in this raging storm the men work hard
Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have
Even though the tears fall the misary never fades You hope to last till morning but you feel you’re withering away
I have a word of wisdom Never cross me and my sword For my sword
As I sit here and cry nobody notices the tears For I hide
ring ring the final day is done ring ring time is up ring ring
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
people see an outward aperance and think i’m inacent and pure but not once do they look to see the darkness hidden uderneath just because i can make myself